Our Memories Thread

[Spencer]

I remember my alarm clock going off this morning. I had set it last night to wake me up to the howard stern show. I remember hearing something about a plane crash, a hijacked plane. I hit snooze and went back to sleep. When it went off again I heard something baout the baseball game being canceled. Snooze. It went off again, and it was more about some wort of plane crash at the world trqade center. Snooze. Repeat. When I finally awoke I remember having thoughts of hearing about a plane crash, and that the world series was canceled. It had to have been a dream, right? But it wasn't.
The radio was giving details of the 2 planes that crashed into, and destroyed, the World Trade center, as well as the pentagon, and rumors of camp david. I was in shock. I logged into bluelight chat, and sure enough, everone was talking about this tragedy. I turned on CNN and saw footage of one of the planes crashing into the WTC.
And all that I could think about was the tragedy of it all. Someone mentioned that today was spetember 11th. 9-11. Another chill.
I work next to a hospital, and every time I heard a siren, I just had to stop and pray that nothing was happening here. Please god, let nothing be happening here.
At work, we had a radio in the back, and people could be seen periodically huddled around it, trying to get the latest piece of news... trying to find out *why*?
When I left work, and got on the bus, there was a report that there was bombing happening in afghanistan. And all I could think was *good. Im glad.* The u.s was not claiming responsibility, saying that it was civil unrest.
The world, or at least the united states, will never truly be the same. This is the defining moment of our generation. A tragedy like this has not occured, *ever*. And I can only pray that it will never happen again.
My thoughts and prayers go out to everyone. Those who have passed, and thouse who have survived, and those who are just, like me, in shock.
Together wae can make it through. Together we can move on, and live our lives, hopefully, as we always have.
But please, never, ever, forget. Keep this day in your memories. Never forget.
-Spencer

 

[unicorn83]

well this isn't a happy memory, but since that dy i've changed into a totally different person.
it was 9 pm and my sister was starting to panick as her bestfriend was nowhere to be found, after hours of searching for her. i was on the phone with my now ex boyfriend, and didn't really give it much attention as i thought she was ok. an hour later i hear someone crying outside my window, i run down the stairs to find my mom gasping for ear and saying she's dead she's dead as if she still doesnt believe it, i was in shock, but i didnt cry. my mom told me to get dressed (i was in my pjs) cause we were going to her house where my sister was. the moment i left my mom and went into my room to get changed, i broke down, i didn't know how to feel, didnt know what to do, i didnt know what to say to my sister when i saw her, i just cried and cried out of confusion and helplessness.
the minute i saw my sister, i started crying again, and that's when my prespective on life changed forever, as from behind my dad said'stop crying you have to be strong for your sister'. from that day my life went from being absolutely fantstic, to hell.
i can't explain it but from that day everything in my life changed...so that will prob be a memory i'll never forget.
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[meLeEna]

i remember the time when i got to spend a day with my mom..juss my mom...i wish i could do it again...through all the times i went to the parties with out tellin her..i feel guilty for doin it...ehhh..but ever since i was able to take her out one day...i have gained so much trust with her....but yeah...the parties nowadays are kerazeeeee but hey make the most out of it and "live life to the fullest"
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[Sweetpea]

Something I thought of recently was when I came home crying from a haircut. I was 21 and in an emotional state of mind. I came home and my dad asked me what was wrong. I was all pissy and babyish and said my hair was completely messed up. He told me it actually looked good. I said "what do you know"!, while walking up the stairs, he immediately said " I'm a guy, you'd think I would know" or something to that effect. I know I was walking up the stairs because I know he couldn't see the smile on my face.
I love that no matter what my dad makes me smile, that he can hit my tickle spot with his words

 

[Spork909]

bump!

 

[Roxie]

My favorite memory has to be one over this last past summer. I had the opportunity to go to France over the summer, and I had the best time of my life. What is even better is that my cousin, who decided to bum around Europe for the summer (still jealous to this day and probably will alwayse be), was in Paris on one of the days that I was there. We had known that we were going to meet up there, but we didn't have any definate plans until that day. Anyway, that evening while the rest of the group went to dinner and a cruise along the Seine (which i would have liked to do, but am SOOO glad i chose this route in the end), I went to dinner with Nick. Of course, our group is running late, so when we finally get on the Metro, I am already supposed to be at the meeting place. I got to ride the Metro, alone (the ONLY time they let anyone ride alone) to another stop. As I came out of the station, I looked in awe at this beautiful carosel. Then I start looking around for Nick. He finally gets my attention, and I am just releived that he was actually there (20 minutes late...I HATE being late, but I had no choice). Nick introduces me to his two friends, Mike, who was teaching at the university, and Ryan, (the hottest guy i have ever seen in my entire life...but of course WAY out of my league...mainly age wise, but hey...i wasn't opposed, although I never would have had the guts to do anything) who is a med student on vacation for a bit. As we board the Metro (yeah again...) Nick and I start catching up since we haven't seen each other for a while (even though he lives less than an hour away, his rents actually live like 15 minutes away...). They were supposed to go to an Outcast concert the night before, but it had been cancelled. Anyway, we finally get to the restaurant, this beautiful, quaint, excellent restaurant. After getting the menu translated (grr...I didn't learn anything useful in class) and ordering, we all decide to order a bottle of wine (now keep in mind that all of these guys are 23 or older and I am just a 15 year-old) despite the numerous times that my father had warned Nick NOT to let me drink (hehehe, yeah right dad....I'm in France...you're not...no drinking age...sorry!) so we order a bottle of wine ("hey i don't understand why your dad is so intent on not letting you drink...you're 18..." "ummm sure....try 15 Nick" "shit...only 15, you definately don't act like a 15 year-old, for that matter not even a 18 year-old), 24 escargots, and our main courses. Anyway, I have a great time at dinner, but I keep checkin my watch, cause I don't want this night to end, I was away from my group with people that actually accepted me for who i was, plus i was having a great time listening to them tell me all of the best pranks that they have pulled. Eventually one of em asks what time i have to be back, midnight, knowing that if i was late, my (ex) friend would cover for me. Well, they don't want to have to take me back yet either, so they decide to take me to a bar. Here I am, very excited, having a great time, and they are taking me to a bar. just so you know, i had never drunk a beer before, but that doesn't mean that I hadn't drunk before. I started with the hard stuff. I am at the point where I can have 8 shots of damn good tequila without even feeling a buzz...and interesting point to tell them...and i did...but we go to this bar and it is PACKED, so we decide to go to another bar. I have no clue where we are going, but sometime on the Metro on the way to the first bar, they mentioned that they were going to Amsterdam the next day. Ryan joked "I wonder what they would do if you just didn't go back...like if we kidnapped you and took you to Amsterdam with us" I let it slip that I smoked. I'll never forget the look on their faces, followed by a newfound almost respect and completely open convorsation. See, for all of my life, I have always been the sweet little girl, the teacher's pet, you name it...well, I'm not. So, obviously on the way to the second bar, walking for 45 minutes in Paris while it is pouring...ahhh i LOVED every second...well except seeing that raunchy guy passed out in the atm.... Nick and I had even more catchin up to do. Ryan and I get to talk a little too, but Mike is "manning the map." I couldn't have told you if we were walking in circles, but I was engrossed in a convorsation with my cousin that I never imagined having. Unfortunately, (damn them...) they had smoked the last joint that morning!!! AHHHH! We get to this bar, but they won't let us sit down until we dry off for a little bit. Okay, so I'm in this bar, no fucking clue where I am (except that I am in Paris...somewhere...) and I have no clue what to order, so Nick picks out what he is getting...a Guinness.

We must have stayed in that bar for a couple of hours...and i got my first buzz from alcohol. We got a cab back to the hotel and it is time to say good bye. I give Nick a great big hug, thanking him for the most memorable night of my life, then Mike, then...Ryan. That was one of the best hugs I've even gotten.... As I walked into the hotel, I couldn't help but smiling, from the heart and soul, not just on my face.
A lot of people would ask why this is my favorite memory, but mainly it was because I felt accepted by a group of people that I was afraid of being a burdon to the entire evening. I felt so special, I felt loved, even though it was just a friendly love. I only have two regrets about that night, one being not getting a picture of all of us (even though i had a camera with me....dumbass....) and the other...well I think that I'll keep that one for myself.

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[Sweetpea]

Anthony-my 5 year old nephew

I remember when you were born, I watched you come into this world, your first bath, watching my sister cry with you when she didn't know what else to do.
I used to be your savior when you would cry and not sleep, I rocked you on my bed and was always pleased how calm you would be. I loved you falling asleep in my arms. When that didn't work I'd play christmas music so loud that you would be quiet..you seemed to like it.

I remember so many smiles that made my days, so many times I wondered how old you really were because half the time I felt you were older than me with your wise little words.
I remember when you got bit by a bug and we didn't know you were allergic. Your hands swelled up so huge and your mom and I were completely panicked, all 3 of us with tears in our eyes

I love sleeping in your bunk beds with you. I love that we sometimes sleep in the same one and I get to cuddle with you all night.
Last time I was there I woke up to you petting my forehead and whispering "Auntie".
You seem to give me so much more love than I give you.
Last night when I was falling asleep I thought about when you were around 2 and when you would fall asleep you would trace my face with your hand, feeling my eyebrows or pinching my cheeks, touching my nose, with your eyes closed, just for comfort I guess.
I love hearing about the Titanium power ranger, the new song you learned, who says what to you at school and what you think about it.
You've made so many of my days and I know I speak for many of our family. What an angel you are

[This message has been edited by Sweetpea (edited 28 September 2001).]

 

[StormChild]

^^^
Sweetpea, you sound like an absolutley awesome person...

 

[zero9zero]

probably not a "good" memory. but something i'll always remember..
saying goodbye to my best friend.. shit.. my brother.. Trip (digital psykosis) when i moved away from Cincinnati with my girlfriend.
when i moved previously to columbus, it wasn't really a bad move at all, as i was still within 2 hours of everything that i had grown to love.. and everything i had grown to hate.
however, this past move has landed me 600 miles away from my family, my friends, my life. and it's been goddamn hard. i love the shit out of my girlfriend, and i'm happy here with her, but every day i talk to trip, and every day trip tells me how bad he misses me, and how sometimes he wishes i was still there, because he needs me sometimes.
and honestly, of all the things i've broke down about since i've moved, i've broken down more times because of this. he truly is the best friend i've ever had, and i know noone will ever be able to replace him, and it goes spoken and unspoken between the two of us, that we love each other like brothers..
and honestly, sometimes, when i've been having trouble here, whether it be finding a job, or making new friends, or just adjusting to almost a completely different style of life, i come within an inch of packing up my car and driving back to cincinnati, and going and hanging out with trip.
i've come to the conclusion in my mind
that you only get one true friend in life
who will stick by your through everything
no matter what, regardless of circumstance..
and trip is that person for me, and its fucking hard being this far away from him.
dave

 

[alykitty]

StormChild: you have no idea!!!

 

[Sweetpea]

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I am missin' you already
Stormchild, thank you! I've heard you were one

The thought of my nephew today still makes me emotional today, I miss him.

 

[L O V E L I F E]

I remember a beautiful sunny Saturday morning when I was six years old.
My mother was preparing a delicious pancake breakfast.
The pancakes were ready, so Mom had me go upstairs and wake up Dad so the family could begin our Saturday together.
I ran upstairs to his bedroom and tapped Dad on the shoulder and told him that it was time for breakfast.
He didn't respond.
So I jumped on him and hugged him and told him what a beautful day it was and that I'd let him have the ball first in basketball if he woke up now for breakfast.
Dad then turned around slowly and told me something I would never forget:
"Son . . . sleep is the greatest thing in the world."
Then he turned over and went back to sleep.

 

[alykitty]

It was a Saturday night, last Saturday night to be exact, and we (Dags, StarTripper, Kevin and myself) were driving back from Atlanta...We had partied the night before so I was feeling rather icky, tired and uncomfortable...All that I had been thinking about the entire day is how good it would be to be at Stasis and the Pea's house..to be that comfortable and to be around those two awesome individuals...Then, finally, we arive..I run to the door and knock..and there it is..the thing that always makes me giggle..The smile of the Pea!! That's all I needed..to see her and Stase and be in their home, so warm and comforting, that's all I had wanted in days..I love being there and having them around me...Makes me smile!!

 

[Sweetpea]

you guys make me happy

 

[E-girl]

I don't think anyone will object to my reopening this. It doesn't belong buried in the archives... so i'm resurrecting it. i feel its part of my duty as one of the moderators of this forum to share with the newer people some of the best threads that ever existed... and to rekindle some cheerful, some tearful, memories for the people who dont post anyone, but who i know still lurk around and read these.
this one is for spedly... so his memories can live on.

 

[Dagny]

^^^^ Thanks girl, very much.
I've been thinking lately about the time that a bunch of us were sitting around the kitchen, drinking beer and wine and smoking cigarettes in candlelight and going on and on about all the things that were so important right at that moment. Important because of the candlelight, the beer and the wine, and each other. Me, Aly, and a bunch of the wonderful restaurant people she worked with.
Tim, with his artists hands and haunting eyes, and his love of all things spiritual. Not to mention drum n bass music. Stacey with her fairytale white-blond hair, and her models face, and the sweetness that came out in every thing she said. Jeremy, he was always there, and now that he's not I find myself still turning around to say something to him. The cat! My cat walking around getting constant attention and loving every second of our night.
Less than one year ago, and we knew it was fleeting. Even talked about that, cause so many of us were moving and moving on in such a short time. And we locked it all into memory, and it reminds me of innocence and pure things.

 

[E-girl]

bump.

lets get this going again

 

[Sweetpea]

Good idea

 

[cherub]

I spent the late morning and afternoon waiting for a greyhound to go home,,,,

and I kept thinking about, my first sunday with ant,, we laid and bed and just talked for hours listening to music, stroking your hair( thinking what a beautiful person you are inside and out) from 3pm till whenever we went to bed, not even bothering with the world,
Right now i wish i had you here ant, i love you,,,,,,


thank you for the memories babie they help me through my days lately with the hard times,,,, I miss you more then ever,,


I have some of the bestfriends ever in my life,,, sometimes you can't be grateful enough.

 

[Genasirus]

Not in a mode to add anything to this of my own right now.. simply that its amazing.

Thank's for bringing it back, and to anyone actually the initial incarnation - thank you more.